THE ASSISTANT

About this story

Every office has a drawer that should never be opened. On the twentieth floor of a Sandton insurance tower, that drawer belongs to the new assistant — and inside it sits a black suede spanking paddle, studs on one side, smooth leather on the other. THE ASSISTANT is the oldest fantasy in the book — the new girl, the forbidding senior partner, the locked drawer — done the way it should be: with a heroine who asks for exactly what she wants and a hero whose legendary control is the only thing at stake. There is an accidental flash on day one, a tour that ends two centimetres too close, an office door with no lock, and a cliffhanger ending with a wicked smile on its face — because the morning after, he starts interviewing her replacement. Slow build, filthy middle, and a last page that promises round two. Two chapters. HR has been notified.